I woke up to the sound of my phone beeping frantically.
I blearily blinked my eyes open until everything came into focus. Ungracefully I slapped my phone off my night stand, and grumbled to myself as I picked it up. I had a stream of texts all from Conner.
[I've had the best idea]
[Leon's totally going to lose his fucking shit]
[And if all goes to plan gabriella too]
[Can you get hold of a bucket and some heavy-duty glue?]
I frowned as I clumsily typed my response, asking what the hell his plan was.
[Do you trust me?]
I didn't hesitate.
[Yeah, I do. I have a bucket you can use, but your going to have to buy the glue yourself]
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